LanaMy mind races with conflicting thoughts as I watch the little girl sleep soundly after drinking the potion I concoct to reduce her fever. A sigh of relief sweeps through me when I touch her head and notice it has ebbed drastically. Stepping outside, I catch sight of Ethan and Matthias engaged in conversation. My brows furrow and I can't help but wonder about the nature of their discussion, considering they only met for the first time today.As I make my way toward them, I perceive the fragrance of herbs from my hands, and a smile forms on my lips. A profound feeling of euphoria washes over me at the simple joy of treating someone after days of being incapable of utilizing my prowess. Approaching them, I catch a bit of Ethan and Matthias' conversation. “So,” Matthias says with a grin, “He appointed you as an Alpha for a day?” Ethan nods in agreement, and my frown deepens with confusion and curiosity. Matthias is the first to notice my presence. He shoots me a teasing look, s
Alpha Damon's chamber is filled with an unsettling silence as he and Alpha Matthias step inside. He seethes internally, unable to believe that Matthias accompanied Lana from his mansion, and didn't ensure her return. What's frustrating him even more is that he almost let it slip that he can't see, something he's been making a great effort to keep a secret.Matthias breaks the silence, his deep voice edged with irritation and unwavering. “Why are we here? I don't have the time to share a conversation with you.” Damon, suppressing his inner turmoil, meets Matthias's gaze with a steely resolve. “Lana's presence here was expected, but her absence now is not. Explain yourself,” he demands, his voice carrying a controlled intensity.Matthias, undeterred, responds with a dismissive tone, “She’s currently too drawn to you to make a good choice. As her older brother and guardian, I made the choice for her.”A dry chuckle escapes Damon's lips in response to those provoking words, his anger te
In the Purple Pack, Serafina is now part of one of the Pack's wealthiest families. The stories of their prosperity that she often heard during her time in the Pack have transformed into her present reality. Being a member of such an influential family feels like a significant elevation in her life.She thinks back to the warm welcome she received from Celestia, the matriarch, and her new sibling Xavier upon her arrival, and a gentle smile graces her face. She appreciates the kindness, but she knows she will never be able to loosen up since they are in the Purple Pack after all.“What’s on your mind?” The vampire asks, his gaze eyes fixating on Sera’s luscious body, as he studies her expression. Sera, aware of his intense gaze, turns to meet the vampire's eyes. As her hazel eyes lock with red ones, a mixture of intrigue and arousal swells up in her. “It's just... surreal,” she admits, a hint of disbelief evident in her voice. “I never fathomed that my new identity as Elena Foster woul
In the subsequent days, Alpha Damon works hard to find out where Lohan and May are in Human Land. This move results in more gatherings, but since the Elders are aware of his blindness, they act like everything is normal. Currently, only his close family and the three Elders know about his temporary vulnerability.As time goes by, he feels more and more in a hurry to confront the wizard to know what exactly is going on. Even though he acts like everything's okay for Lana and the Pack’s sake, he can't help but worry about the upcoming blood ritual. The Full Moon is just two days away, and he can't shake the feeling that something really bad might happen, and he won't be able to stop it.“Even after booking the whole library for two hours, we're struggling to find any info on the Blue Moon and its connection to a blood ritual. Unbelievable!” “I told you not to stress yourself. Whatever their plan is, it won't be successful.” Damon asserts calmly from his sofa as Lana's outburst cuts thr
LanaAfter dinner, the dining table feels more intimate. The warm glow of candlelight radiates a cozy atmosphere as we gather around the rectangular table. I am sitting by Damon’s left, Katarina by my side, Matthias beside her, and Elder Declan at Damon’s right. Isabella didn't join us for dinner. I heard she refused to eat because Damon informed her she would be leaving for her Pack tomorrow, and she didn't wish to go. Damon has been quiet all through dinner, and I sense it may be because of the little Princess' tantrums, but his grip on my thigh reassures me that all is well. He clears his throat and takes the lead in the conversation. “I appreciate each of you being here. I don't have much to discuss other than the journey to Human Land. If anyone has an objection, they can state it now.” I shift my gaze to Matthias after his words, only to find him captivated by Katarina, who's lost in her thoughts and doesn't seem to hear Damon's words. “Katarina?” I gently nudge her, and sh
In the colorful garden of the Foster family, Serafina holds a glass of wine in her hands. She takes a sip, the aroma of the wine mingling with the floor scent in the air. As she savors the wine, anxiety gnaws at her, causing her to continuously tap her foot on the ground. Lost in thoughts, Sera didn't notice Xavier approaching.“Elena, mind if I join you? You've been here for a while. I sensed you needed some company.” Xavier says, his voice calm. Sera raises her head to glance at him and she smiles. “Of course. The Full Moon is on my mind, stirring up all sorts of feelings.”Gazing at her lovely face, Xavier ponders whether she chose to embark on this mission willingly or if the Moon Church is forcing her to play along. He nods and takes a seat beside her on the bench. “It has that effect on everyone. The garden's a good place to untangle thoughts. What's on your mind?”“I have uncertainty about the success of our plan, and it's making me nervous,” Sera confesses. She's been tryi
Alpha Damon couldn't sleep. He wrestles with a tumultuous sea of emotions as he recalls his last conversation with Lana. “Don't fall for me. I know it'll be challenging given our relationship as mates, but give it your best shot. I don't know how to reciprocate such feelings, and I wouldn't want you to get hurt.”Her gentle murmur of his name elicits a groan from him, and a heavy sigh escapes his lips. “Perhaps it's the right choice. If she doesn't love me, she won't feel obligated to endure my company, especially if I become more unbearable to her.”His mind wanders to the past, and the memories of his parents’ rough relationship replay like a reel. His father’s maltreatment of his mother is a painful reminder of a love tainted by manipulation and mistreatment. His mother, driven by her misguided devotion, had stayed. She’d endured every one of his father’s abusive love and had even loved being used by him. These haunting thoughts stir a fear within Damon. He fears he isn't any be
LanaThe tension in the dining area thickens as Matthias directs a pointed question at Katarina. Everywhere becomes so silent like a graveyard, and I can't help but wonder if she will reveal the truth.Holding my breath, I brace myself for whatever choices she decides to make. As they exchange glances, I watch her meet Matthias' chilling gaze with a steely determination that surprises me.“No, Matthias, I haven't found my mate yet. I'm still searching,” Katarina replies, her voice steady despite the fact that she just lied. Matthias's scrutinizing eyes linger on Katarina for a moment longer, as if he can sense the unspoken thought beneath her composed expression. “It looks like we all have a lot to discover,” Damon interjects, leaning back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. “Let’s eat. We have to be on our way soon to dig out more truth.” He muses, his amusement is obvious in his deep commanding voice. All of a sudden, I have an inkling that he's the reason we are having th
LanaDamon's sudden appearance, Hunter's lifeless body on the ground –leaves me breathless, my heart pounding in my chest. It was all too much to process.“D-Damon!” I exclaim, rushing into his embrace.Overwhelming sense of relief flooding over me, I disregard his bloody bloody hand that clutches Hunter's heart, just focusing on the familiar warmth he provides. In Damon's embrace, the fear of losing him dissipates, replaced by his imposing presence that makes me feel both safe and vulnerable, an extraordinary sensation I've never felt more profoundly. Right now, wrapped in his arms, I don’t want to ever let go of him. He hugs me back, his incredible tempting scent filling my nose, and also comforting my heart. As he keeps me at arm's length, his penetrating gaze assesses my worn-out appearance. I know my face bore evidence of sleepless nights, I welcome his unwavering attention. Shyness envelops me as his gaze lingers, a blush spreading across my cheeks beneath his intense scru
“I've been stuck in this wretched kingdom longer than I anticipated,” Alpha Damon mutters under his breath, his hands halting in the midst of composing a letter. He runs his fingers running through his hair in frustration and releases the pen in his hand. He sighs heavily and takes a moment to think of how occupied he has been the last fourteen days. Tobias effectively convinced key authorities within the Moon Church, and they opted to confront King Vincent to move the Church to the Black Pack. Damon understands this will be foul play if he has no strategy in place, so he has been disseminating letters to all seven indigenous Packs, spanning from the farthest to the nearest.In each parchment, he asserts his role as the Alpha King, expressing the necessity to potentially expose their borders to a vampire invasion. Damon touches on Shrouded Peaks, Lana's true identity, and unveils the Prophecy. He discloses that the vampires have coerced the High Priestess into aligning with their ev
Lana Days slip away like sand through my fingers—a day, three days, a week. Damon's absence looms over me, an excruciating ache in my heart. I missed him so much…The thought that something bad may have happened to him, and no one knows fuels my desperate attempts to leave the mansion every day. Yet, each endeavor met with frustration. Ethan keeps intercepting me before I reach Shrouded Peaks, making frustration and uncertainty gnaw at my soul.My longing for Matthias or Katarina intensifies each day. I wish one of them were present in this mansion, and to depart with. My frustration mounts every day when I'm discovered by Ethan. Damon's safety consumes my thoughts, robbing me of appetite and inducing sleepless nights. The awareness that he's alone in the vampire kingdom heightens the unrest within me, and I can barely think of anything except him.I keep feeling like he needs me—that he wants me with me—and I can't shake it from my mind.. “How can I escape without Ethan discoveri
Lana “That ring belongs to Alpha Damon. He made him his heir. I believe he also thinks he may not return.”I stare dumbly, staring at Elder Devon in shock as he continues with a sigh.“He also left me a letter to train Ethan to be the next Alpha, but that's never happened in history. An adopted son…without the Alpha’s gift?”I shake my head in disbelief, his remaining words passing across my ears like a breeze. My mind reels, struggling to absorb the First Elder’s revelation. Damon’s ring…proof to his choice feels unnaturally heavy to be in Ethan’s finger.Without a moment of doubt, I push forward, my anxiety clouding my senses. My hand reaches for Ethan’s, and my closes around the ring. With desperate determination, I pull it out of his hand.“You cannot wear this. I won't accept that Damon won't return!” I exclaim, my voice echoing with a mixture of fear and disbelief.The golden ring with black onyx seems like a heavy emblem of an uncertain fate. It burns in my palm as bitter tear
Sixty-sevenThe moon hangs low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow on Alpha Damon, cloaked in shadow, as he approaches the ancient Moon church.The air is thick with an unnatural cold, and stillness as he slips through the creaking doors with a calculated move.Inside, the moonlight filters through stained glass, creating a surreal atmosphere. Damon's senses heighten, his imposing steps echoing on the cold, stone floor as he moves deeper into the dimly lit space. When he reaches a hidden passage, he halts, and moves closer to see a concealed door. “Hurry, we can't risk being discovered here,” urgent whispers fill the air.“Can we just forget about being discovered? I'm about to cum..” Murmurs, soft shuffles, and groans echo in his ears.“Distracted fools,” Damon growls under his breath as he swings the door open to reveal two church members. Their eyes widen with a mix of fear and confusion as the Alpha reveals himself.The intimate scene freezes, and an awkward silence hangs i
Lana Three days have passed since Damon's departure to the vampire kingdom. I miss him so much, and I find myself immersed in Lady Rosalind’s diary anytime I'm not with Lily or Ethan. The delicate script reveals her innermost thoughts, alternating between personal reflections and fantasies realized through Damon’s father, Alpha Devin. I enjoyed reading her diary, yet it felt like I was intruding on her deepest secrets, and to be honest it was uncomfortable at first. With her diary, I've learned a lot of her, and her aspiration for who she referred to as “darkness” “Did you ever call her mother before her death?”I recall the impulsive question I asked Damon when he found me during the Full Moon, and I feel my heart twinge as I realize how much pain that must have caused him.He probably never called Lady Rosalind “mother” and she also never called him her “son”My hand clenches around the diary, and I flip the pages to see that I only have a few more pages to read to be done. “I w
Inside his dimly lit chamber in his underground mansion in the vampire realm, Damon's furrowed brow, and restlessness betrayed his usual stoic expression. The intensity of his thoughts etched on his cold, handsome face as his mind unraveled the mystery of what else Cleo could possibly seek beyond him.It wasn't long before the haunting silhouette of Shrouded Peaks emerged. A sardonic laughter clawed its way from his throat, a grim acknowledgment dawning upon him.“Vincent better steer clear of my gaze, for I will kill him on sight.” Damon growls, a dangerous edge in his voice before he listens to the approaching footsteps.“Alpha? You are back!” Frederick exclaims as the Alpha’s intimidating figure appears before him.Damon's nod carries a shadowed intensity as he locks eyes with his housekeeper, and spy.Frederick Sinclair, born of an uncommon union between his father's vampire confidant and a she-wolf within their pack, stands under the weight of Damon's scrutiny. “Why did you with
In the shadowy realm of the vampire kingdom, Alpha Damon wears a long, black cloak, and has some red-hued cosmetics around the eyes to make him pass a vampire at a glance. In the quietude of the morning, his heightened senses guide his steps along the sunlit cobblestone streets. The absence of night’s shadows allows for clearer pathways, less obscured by darkness.The streets, sparsely populated with mostly hybrids, and a few powerful vampires, who can comfortably walk in the sunlight, fail to divert the Alpha’s focus. He marches forward, indifferent to those who cross his path. He is ready to kill anyone who intentionally stops him in his stride for any reason. Glancing around, he relies on his memory as a navigational map to lead him to Cleopatra Ravi's former residence.A year ago, he arrived in Nocturna under his father's command. During that time, he crossed paths with Cleopatra. After witnessing her adeptness in acquiring crucial information, he’s certain she's invaluable to t
LanaDespite waking up feeling incredibly sore between my legs, Damon’s absence still leaves me wondering why he's not the first thing I wake up to see.I pout as I glance around his chamber, but find no trace of him. “Where is he?” I don't want to leave the comfort of the bed because everywhere smells like him, but I stink of his cum. “I need a bath.” I groan, attempting to stand only to realize that my legs are in a bond by a shred. “Oh my god, he forgot to unbind me,” my cheeks flush red as memories of the last few hours replay in my mind.Dreamily, I struggle to sit on the bed and pull my legs up to untie myself. Flashbacks of how he had tied my limbs, deepthroated, blindfolded me, and granted me so many profound pleasures surge intense arousal within me.“Why am I still so horny? I should be satisfied for at least two weeks after last night!” I caution myself, feeling embarrassed by how he has made me want him every damn minute.It's truly self-damaging to be this needy for a m